Professor Zhuang calmed down and continued reading.

"But what is love? It has been recognized since ancient times that it should not be a beautiful relationship that makes both lovers happy? Why is such a feeling occupied by negative feelings such as selfishness, cruelty, suspicion, suspicion, and exclusivity, and give birth to such ugly fruits? Where is the beauty of love that can give birth to such ugly fruits? Where is the joy? Love can make one person's happiness become two's, or it can halve one's pain because two people share it. But when a person inflicts cruelty on his lover, does he share half of his lover's pain? ”

"When a person has back pain, he doesn't think about sawing himself in half with a chainsaw. If a person loves his lover more than himself, how can he soothe his pain by hurting his lover? Does the person who insults his lover feel the same pain of being abused? People who make people ** their lovers also feel that they are being **? In another place, they would be willing. Perhaps, in the hearts of all people, there are seeds of cruelty. Because treating a person cruelly, from the other person's struggle reaction, can really test the degree of control you have over him. Those who can truly control others, those who are selfish, have low self-esteem and are not confident, will have a sense of security. Therefore, there will be the cruelty of the superior to the inferior, and there will also be the unscrupulous means of the opponent or the potential threat. There is nothing special about the cruelty of a lover. When a person treats his lover cruelly, it cannot be said that he must have no love for his lover, but it is certain that he loves and protects himself more. ”

"A person who loves himself more and treats his lover will pursue zhan having and devouring, and will not try to be compatible with the other person's flesh and blood. Because if he is compatible with the other party's blood and bones, he must bear half of the other party's pain, and half of his own pain must also be left for himself. A selfish person is bound to be suspicious, and a suspicious person is bound to be suspicious. In particular, when they know that what they are willing and able to give is not enough in exchange for the other person's sincerity, and they are so selfish that they are unwilling to lose the right to share their pain with the other person, suspicion will make the pathological desire for exclusivity lose control, like a fire, and finally burn the remaining feelings between the two people. ”

If Professor Zhuang is not surprised, it is definitely false. That muddy, ignorant Han, can write such sharp and transparent words in a few days. It was only at this time that he truly realized that Ah Han was indeed a very intelligent person. If he is willing to think and really think about it, there is actually nothing in this world that he really can't figure out.

Selfishness, cruelty, suspicion, suspicion, and exclusivity are a series of negative emotions that have always been imprinted in the deepest part of human nature. In distant antiquity, when material things were not abundant enough and everything had to be fought over in various ways, these negative emotions were certainly more obvious and intense. But, on the other hand, humans are social creatures that cannot live without others. For the sake of cooperation, in order to relieve loneliness and loneliness, human beings also have the instinct to avoid harming their own kind: selflessness. It is certainly impossible for a completely selfless person to survive in a world where material abundance is not enough. A person who is completely selfish and does not spare others can not live a happy life. Therefore, those negative emotions, although they have their inevitability, are not uncontrollable, not invincible......"

Page by page, the arguments are reasonable, and they are interlocking. Categorized, and attached to them are nuanced and informative arguments. Not only has he had his own personal experience in the past 700 years, but also countless stories of others that he has seen and heard in his eyes and ears, all of which have been analyzed layer by layer, and then explained one by one from all angles.

This essay on love is actually magnificent, full of flowers, and flawless.

How can it be? Professor Zhuang could hardly believe his eyes. Read it again, and still come to the same conclusion.

Han, the bottom student who has worried him for 700 years...... Seem...... It seems like...... Truly...... Can you pass the level?

Not only will it pass, but it will be a high score.

The surprise was too intense, but it made him feel no ecstatic. Even when the Xiaolou man, who was not from Xiaolou, entered his room uninvited, he was a moment late to react.

"Ah Zhao, don't you always use your hacker's set against my door, okay. Ringing the doorbell and knocking on the door will be more troublesome than you deciphering the 32-digit code? ”

Kyotaki brushed the broken hair from his sideburns behind his ears. "Sorry, get used to it. What about his dissertation? ”

Professor Zhuang was speechless. In order to be able to integrate into their world, Kyo never gave up any opportunity to learn and practice. Therefore, she also learns and practices a wide range of objects. This way of opening the door is really used to it for her. They're used to it...... Small Building Twin Magic ......

"Read it for yourself."

Professor Zhuang gestured to Jing Zhao to his personal computer, "please". Jing Zhao did not choose to display the paper on the virtual light screen to carefully review it page by page, as Professor Zhuang did. Her hair flew up, plugged into the parallel interface of the computer, and closed her eyes. It only took two seconds for the data to be transferred, and then it was opened again.

Because she had just entered the small building, she was still unfamiliar with the use of mental power, so when she created the body she used now, Zhang Minxin was very active in providing her modified genes as assistance, and she happily accepted it. Therefore, Jing Zhao's hair, like Zhang Minxin's, is very easy to use.

"He's writing well."

That kind of ruthless and businesslike tone gave Professor Zhuang a headache.

"Ah Zhao, how long do you have to avoid him?"

Kyungaki didn't mean to sit down and talk, just stood there, casually with his hands in his jacket pocket, shaking his head. "I didn't try to avoid him. It's just that I don't feel the need to go out of my way to see him. ”

Seeing that she already had the intention of saying goodbye and leaving, Professor Zhuang didn't care about turning around: "What are you worried about?" ”

"Worried?" Kyo Zhao smiled, and there was a hidden loneliness in his smile. "I'm not worried. It's just that for him, I have just left, and I myself am no longer the Jingzhao I was eighty years ago. The love affair back then has been broken, and he doesn't know me now. At such a time, I try to talk to him about my words, but I am not deceiving myself. ”

"Well, do you know him now? Ah Han, not Fu Hanqing. ”

Kyungaki's smile softened and was a little mischievous. "Professor, I see what you mean. He is indeed a little strange to me. However, I have no plans to abandon this lazy pig for the time being. Especially after reading this paper. So, you don't have to worry. ”

Professor Zhuang was slightly embarrassed. "Ah Zhao, of course, this love of yours is completely free, and I absolutely have no right to interfere. It's just that this kid Ahan......"

"A thousand-year-old monster."

Professor Zhuang choked. "Ahem...... However, you and I both know that he is indeed a child in some ways. Ah Zhao, his identity and experience are special, from childhood to adulthood, he has hardly been cared for and cared for, and the responsibilities imposed on him are too many to count. His temperament has some rebellious and self-preserving factors in it. For so many years, he has been lonely, and he doesn't even realize that he is alone. In the hundreds of years since he joined the WTO, before he met you, he has never opened himself up, and he has not really tried to understand the outside world. Although your identity has changed and your experience has changed, for him, whether it was you back then or you now, it is the same......"

Kyungaki interrupted him by suddenly interjecting. "Professor, with his dissertation and my breakthrough contribution to the study of adult mental stimulation, can we, the students, have enough extra points to pass the test?"

Professor Zhuang smiled. "Look, eighty years and eight hundred years, if you want to protect the habits of the people around you, isn't it still the same as before."

If it weren't for Jing Zhao's insistence on claiming that to study the mystery of her spiritual power breakthrough, she couldn't do without the help of her classmates who had entered the WTO, and those few serious violations of the Qingchen Xiaorong Jinjie would probably still be detained and punished in the world by the Time and Space Administration.

So he couldn't help but smile and squint. "Hehe, I'm glad that everyone's simulation can be judged as successful."

"That's good." Kyotaki nodded and turned to leave. "We can get ready for the celebration. Also, I never treated him like a child. ”

Kyungaki was gone, and Professor Zhuang was still there smiling with red lips and white teeth. He's not worried, not at all. In fact, Ah Zhao and Ah Han, looking at each other, can be said to be the north and the south. However, their experiences, their personalities...... Hehe, the bottom layer, but the tacit understanding is not good. So, he's not worried, not at all......

Professor Zhuang continued to smile with red lips and white teeth. Dry chai fire is an inevitable ......

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Han woke up.

When he woke up, he was inside and outside the small building, looking for it inch by inch. Where can such a big living person hide? He must find her and apologize to her.

apologized to her, and when she said that the first time she met him, it was at the Handan Post House, not at the state banquet he had always thought, he didn't react immediately, she wasn't zero-one. It is impossible for a copied intelligent being to know what he does not know. However, he ignored that she should be angry for so long.

He also wanted to apologize to her, he wanted to say that he knew that a person who was similar to her, he could try to love. However, he could not let anyone take her place in his heart. Even if the man was a perfect copy of her, he couldn't. In his heart, there is a corner that is always reserved for her and cannot be invaded.

Since she is willing to wait for me, then she must still like me a little...... That...... I......

Unable to find him, he was dragged by his classmates to attend that celebration. Celebration, he is the protagonist, how can he not be present.

In the hall, there was singing and laughing everywhere. Ah Han sat depressed, and occasionally, the corner of his eyes swept "Zhang Minxin".

She snuggled lazily in a soft chair with tea in her hand, a gentle smile on her face, and was talking to the people around her.

Han suddenly struck a stir and stared at her and couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Zhang Minxin" noticed his gaze and looked back, his left hand unconsciously raised, and the broken hair on his sideburns was pulled behind his ear.

"Zhao? …… Ah Zhao!! ”

Han yelled and pounced, his hands almost grabbing her shoulders before he stopped alive.

"Zhao?"

Careful voice, with a tremble.

The face of the man in front of him had what he was familiar with, half understanding, half helpless smile. "Stupid."

She stood up, wrapped her arms around him, and buried her head in his shoulders, which were not broad.

"Ah Zhao ......"

He also put his arms around her. The lively coaxing, cheering, and applause of the people around them seemed very far away to them.

I still cursed indignantly in my heart: Zhang Minxin......

Somewhere hidden, someone who had been hiding for a few days watching a play next to him, who was being cursed by someone, laughed so much that he sprayed snacks all over the ground in his mouth.

Hehe, haha, the genes she provided to Jing Zhao at that time included her own appearance.

Hmph, you broke the kung fu of my generation of rotten girls, wasted my seven hundred years of hard work, and didn't prank you once at the end, how could I be willing!!

Hahahahahahahaha

postscript

(Let's start with that.) Ah Zhao can change his body in the future. She didn't have to use a witch's body all the time. She is just relatively strong, she wants to keep up with everyone's pace as soon as possible, and wants to be able to have the confidence to be equal to him after Ahan, the genius in everyone's mouth, wakes up, so she chooses to use such a convenient body for the time being. ）

The first time I read Xiaolou, it was nine months ago. The first time I watched it, I didn't like Han. Mourn its misfortune and be angry with it. I picked up the electric drill, broke into the book, and chiseled a few tricks for Han's head **** However, from Taixu to Xiaolou, Nalan's characters are all extraordinary but not vulgar, and they can't help but be admired and liked. So, I think I'll hate Han's turn because I don't understand the character of Han. So, I read it again.

Then, very strangely, I didn't feel the grief anymore, and all that was left was distress. The first time I saw his laziness, the second time I saw his persistence and simplicity. In any case, not to hurt others is like breathing for Han, which does not need to be considered, but for the world, not harming others is a choice, something that needs a reason. And what happened to him, in the final analysis, was not because he was lazy, but because he was a little different. But the fact that he is different at all is not a sin.

At that time, not long after the start of the Demon Lord chapter, Nalan was bottlenecking, and Xiaolou was putting a "weekly", which made me uncomfortable. As a result of my thoughts flying, I have the story of the 300-year-old starry sky in my mind, and in addition, I also have the prototype of the character Ah Zhao. However, at that time, I imagined that Ah Zhao was a cannon fodder character in the Demon Lord chapter. She is a demon cult person who tried to help Qingchen rescue Han when he was abused, and gave his life for nothing. All she left for Han was shock and doubt. Because she won't get a chance to tell Han why she did that.

I think of Ah Zhao because I think that Ah Han's lock should be opened with love, not the negative emotions that Zhang Minxin hoped. And what kind of person will know how to love Han? How can a person like Han be loved and be the best for him? Can someone like Han bring happiness to his lover? Then, the image of the character A Zhao became a little clearer. Because she has a lot of motherhood in her, I can't imagine her as a man. This one...... I can't think logically.

However, at that time, I didn't think to write it myself. I studied science and engineering, and after the proposition essay in the college entrance examination, I didn't write anything seriously. I often fantasize about stories, and I can't help but move myself to the core. Occasionally, I tried to write down the story I imagined, but the result was always that emotion was worn out, and I couldn't write a few words. So, I decided to be a reader, a reader who has a great respect for all writers. So, when I was fortunate enough to get Nalan's emAIR, the first letter, I couldn't wait to tell her the character of Ah Zhao, hoping that she would write it to feed me, hehe. As a result, cough, naturally it is not possible. Nalan said that in the concept of her demon lord story, there was no place for such a character. Disappointment.

That letter was also the first time I had close contact with an author, and naturally I wanted to greatly express my admiration for the authors who were gushing like the waters of the Yellow River. I said that I think it is a difficult thing to write an essay, and I really like to see her so talented and free, and so many cute characters jumping out one by one...... Nalan replied, saying that he was actually a very untalented person. Then, she actually began to explain the essentials of writing to me very seriously, telling me how not to dwell on the details, how to keep the emotion in my heart. I'm ashamed.

For such a sincere long letter, I really sat down and carefully completed my first "essay" after the college entrance examination: Three Hundred Years of Starry Sky. At that time, Xiaolou had not yet entered the monthly subscription, and there was nowhere to go if he wanted to make offerings to Nalan, ha. To repay her for her hard work, it seems that there is only that stupid way. Because of her guidance, I really finished this short story. Very happy and proud. However, after that, there was no intention of writing anything more.

After another two months, because of other things, I had to write something original on Baidu, so I pondered the story of Ah Zhao and Ah Han. Suddenly there was a flash of inspiration, this story can be added to the back of the male pet chapter, right? Once the idea is in place, a lot of plots pop up naturally.

There was Ah Zhao's secret maintenance of Ah Han at the state banquet, Ah Zhao's stab in the little one's chest, Ah Zhao's deliberate alienation when Ah Han was abused, and Ah Zhao's kneeling and crying when Ah Zhao was dying. And then...... I'm going to let Zhao die here. Hey. Because, if she didn't die, this article would not be Tanmei. At that time, my plan was to learn to cherish Ah Han's King Qin and Ah Han to live happily together, and every year the two of them went together to add a pillar of incense to the grave of Ah Zhao, the "matchmaker".

Because this story seems to be much more complicated than the 300 years of the starry sky, I don't have the confidence that I can write it well. In fact, in the beginning, I had enough of them and planned to trap them. Embarrassment. If it weren't for the enthusiastic readers urging the article behind, this article would have been pitted a long time ago. Group hugs.

I started writing two chapters, and I had a new understanding of the magnitude of this article, but Nalan was not there at the time, and I had nowhere to consult, so I grabbed Juzi and asked for help. I told Juzi the outline of the story and asked her, "Can you finish writing 70,000 words?" Orange's answer can be summed up in two words: dreaming. I was depressed. Seventy thousand is already a fantastical number. No matter how much more, how could I possibly write it? So, I set myself a new goal: 120,000 words. And I pestered oranges and asked her to help me. The zealous orange agreed with great righteousness.

Until Ah Han went to Qin, when I posted an article, I always had to discuss the revision with Juzi first. From Ah Han's too enthusiastic reaction at the initial banquet, to whether Ah Zhao should really not *** and when Ah Han will remember to treat Ah Zhao, and how is Ah Han's barbecue skills...... Every bit of it is orange checks. Because I write about Han, I can't always be as comfortable as Nalan, my godmother doesn't say it, Fu Hanqing in my mind is already the Han who has gone through many things and grown a lot. Going back and writing about Ah Han, who is still ignorant, I am afraid that everyone will think that it is not Ah Han's appearance at all. I was afraid that I would write it down exactly as Ah Han did, and when he opened up later, everyone would feel abrupt and unreal. As a result, the left is also trembling, and the right is also trembling, and it feels like walking a tightrope.

What relieved me from trembling was actually Fu Hanqing himself. Originally, according to my original idea, he returned to the Jin camp from Qin, which was requested by the king of Qin. He should still be ignorant and passive. But...... When he wrote the chapter "I don't play anymore", he suddenly decided to abandon his thesis: "Fu Hanqing suddenly felt ridiculous. My year, this life, these lives, and the person in front of me now are all so ridiculous! …… His distracted eyes twitched and regained their brightness. As always, it was clear, but there were two more smiles and one pity, which made people feel that they couldn't force their eyes. ”

Ahem, swear to God, I really didn't plan to do this! Just wrote there, naturally, it seemed to be dragged by Fu Hanqing in the pen, and there were such words. At that time, I was a little shocked. Then, I felt that the Fu Hanqing I wrote suddenly "lived" and was free. Since then, Orange has rarely corrected me when it comes to characterization. Because...... This Fu Hanqing ...... Probably officially separated from Han.

It was only after that chapter that I was sure that this article really wouldn't be Tanmei. Because Ahan, who is with King Qin, can't be really happy. If I don't have a stepmother, I can't write a dead Zhao. If you don't write the words of Zhao Zhao, this article can't be beautiful...... In fact, when she began to tell this story to Orange, she said that this article should be beautiful, unless King Zhao is changed to a man. Otherwise it will only be a tragedy. But at that time, I was still lucky, ha.

The small building itself is Tanmei, and I am also very entangled in this. From the beginning, I reviewed with Nalan that if I wrote it as non-Tanmei, wouldn't it be bad. Nalan's answer was, let it be. Don't sacrifice the plausibility and integrity of the story for the sake of beauty. And Juzi said, it's a big deal, when you're done writing, I'll help you change Ah Zhao to a man. Hey. So Ah Zhao survived. At the end of this article, it's a BG. Although from beginning to end, there are not many clear descriptions of your love and my love. The main line of this article is the process of Han's stone, which was sharpened little by little by the waves around him.

After writing, more than 230,000 words, more than three times the pre-estimate. I'm still very happy. Because after I finished writing it, I looked back at it, and this story was richer than when it was in my head, but it still moved me. Although there are various faults, I must have lived up to this story. This article is slow-burning. Because there are many foreshadowings and restrictions ahead, and my own writing is more jerky. In the back, it should be smoother and more attractive, right? Narcissism, embarrassment. I want Han to hold on to his own happiness instead of relying on the handouts of others. I want him to be happy, and let him bring happiness to others. I think I've really done it.

Thank you Nalan, thank you oranges, thank you Shuishui, and thank you to all the readers who have accompanied me all the way and given me support and encouragement. Thank you for giving me the inspiration, motivation and support to present a story in my heart and share it with you.

Thank you!